Make you feel my love

When the rain is blowing in your face,
And the whole world is on your case,
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love.

When the evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love.

I know you haven't made your mind up yet,
But I would never do you wrong.
I've known it from the moment that we met,
No doubt in my mind where you belong.

I'd go hungry; I'd go black and blue,
I'd go crawling down the avenue.
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love.

The storms are raging on the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret.
The winds of change are blowing wild and free,
You ain't seen nothing like me yet.

I could make you happy, make your dreams come true.
Nothing that I wouldn't do.
Go to the ends of the Earth for you,
To make you feel my love
To make you feel my love

The Big Sleep

A dear friend asked me today if I was depressed.  She had noticed among other things for the last little while I was not my usual ‘shiny self’. And, I had to stop and think about it.  Yes, I confess I’ve had ‘the blues’ in recent times, which I put down to a rather large amalgamation of life’s stresses, but then I realized ­I have lost all motivation, tenacity and joy that I usually hold in great reserves.

I’m not entirely sure why I am depressed.

Perhaps it’s the stress of life.

Perhaps it’s the emotional deluge of bad choices made recently.  Despite all the signposts beckoning me for caution, I ploughed ahead with gleeful abandon.  

NO one wants to feel the sting of rejection, especially when they’ve put themselves out there.  I just want to be loved.  Is this such a hard task? People are forever telling me how wonderful I am.  How beautiful I am.  How lovely I am.  How kind I am.  How thoughtful I am.   Some even go as far to say what a wonderful partner I’d make.  Yet none of these things have equated to a companion.  To someone who actually wants to spend life with me.  Who values me.  Loves me.  Wants me.  Treasures me. 

What is wrong with me?